People are always at your feet, petitioning help, begging and pleading you'll be there for them. They ask you for money, for gifts, to either carry their child or provide the necessary baby batter for their womb. They ask too much. When was the last time someone asked you permission to smite someone, or to stone them to death, just for showing some ankle? You've never once been asked to give someone HIV for being gay, or cause a holocaust or ethnic cleansing because of some narrow-minded fuckwit's refusal to evolve and be like you. You know yourself you can't petition the Lord with prayer, you need to get off your fucking fat ass and do it yourself if you're going to do it right. Maybe someone will finally understand if a plague of locusts is going to swallow their oppressors, they're going to have to go out and buy those fucking locusts; or, if they're fucking poor, catch as many as they can an unleash them to vanquish their enemies from their primitive world view. It's time to get as primitive as it can get, in English, because every slack-jawed peasant on the planet knows at least three English words--and these will do.

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